"You're lucky you're damn comfortable," he grumbles toothlessly, and he spends a moment making sure Willa's hair stays out of her face, before he reclines lengthways against John and gets comfortable as well.
No more comments to make on that. He's just going to lightly purr, content with two of his favorite humans wrapped up in his embrace. Or at least his fur.
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No more comments to make on that. He's just going to lightly purr, content with two of his favorite humans wrapped up in his embrace. Or at least his fur.